tear up a white paper

It's just... Wang Meng thought for a while about which word to use to describe them, and finally, she chose the word "demented".

It is only insane that they will speak evil words and slander people who are not familiar with them at all.

Wang Meng washed up angrily and got ready for bed. When she was lying on the bed, she couldn't help but took out her phone again.

At this time, there was a trace of strangeness in the melee.

First, a group of people followed Wang Meng one after another, and then in the last message, a comment popped up:

"Queue."

Wang Meng's heart skipped a beat, she jumped up from the bed, and sat up, feeling that this time is the official start of the war!

So nervous!

She was very curious what kind of response those students would give!

Yuan Hua (real name verified) of Class [-], Grade [-], Jiusi Middle School, X City, S Province: "Ms. Han is upright, we can stand honest investigations, please don't make false speculations with false names and false remarks Slander and slander him."

This one was like a deep-water torpedo, which immediately put Momo_ Mengmeng on the hot search, and the number of likes and reposts was amazing. Wang Meng's phone was stuck several times. After restarting the phone again, she understood what "queueing" is.

No wonder everyone calls him the boss!

Under Yuan Hua's comment, there were thousands of copies, replies and reposts.It was as neat as the phalanx at the opening ceremony of the exercise in the army.

……

Jin Cheng of Grade [-] and [-] Class of Jiusi Middle School in X City, S Province (real name verified): "I used to be a study committee member of the Art Class of Grade [-]. Netizens mentioned several related reports that involved my false remarks. I have already called the police and I will follow up." to the end."

……

Huang Jue, Class 16, Grade [-], Jiusi Middle School, X City, S Province (real name verified): "The former deputy monitor of the Art Class of Grade [-]. I did not fall in love with the teacher, nor did the teacher fall in love with any student in the art class, no matter what Yingyuan taught Still in the studio and classroom, [-] of us teachers and students are always together. Teacher Han is my reborn parent. Without him, I would not be where I am today. Our relationship is greater than falling in love. Love? Live in love."

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Qian Hui, Class [-], Grade [-], Jiusi Middle School, X City, S Province (real name verified): "Former senior grade [-] art class monitor. @S Provincial Department of Education@X City Education Bureau@S Provincial Government Office@X City Municipal Government Office, a century-old plan , Education is the foundation! If Teacher Han hadn’t appeared, I would have been forced to jump off the building last year. I believe that I am not the only student like this. The leaders really don’t care about education and want to allow others to tarnish a good teacher who cares about students ?”

……

The trick of real-name authentication is too big and too ruthless!

Wang Meng exclaimed happily!

Once they came out like this, people in vests didn't dare to speak anymore, even if they were speaking for Han Fei, they didn't dare to act rashly!With these few people leading the way, more and more real-name certified speakers began to speak. The team may not be neat, but they all speak from the bottom of their hearts.Wang Meng's eyes filled with tears, and she was very moved. These students deserved Han Fei's dedication to them!When everyone was wearing vests and dared not show their real bodies, they chose real-name authentication to fight for their teacher.

Wang Meng paid attention to the three people he met last night one by one, clicked on Yuan Hua's dialog box, and said, "In this way, many people will definitely search for Teacher Han, so I want to compile a Baidu Encyclopedia."

Soon she received a reply: "Thank you."

Immediately afterwards, Wang Meng was pulled into a group. There were not many people in the group, but all of them were students from Jiusi Middle School who had verified their real names. When they saw her join the group, they all thanked her.At first, Wang Meng thought it was the student union of Nine Fourth Middle School, but after a closer look, he found that they all centered on Yuan Hua, the "boss", and obeyed Yuan Hua's scheduling and arrangements. The group announcements were full of rules and everyone's task arrangements. Organized.

Qian Hui and Jin Cheng are not among them.

"Mengmeng is going to be an encyclopedia, you listen to her arrangement." Yuan Hua circled a few people to Wang Meng, and said: "I will call them for you. You can find them for any information you need. I am sure they can help you. Thank you again for your help." Everything he does."

Talking in the same way as Han Fei, Wang Meng smiled secretly, probably because he has been with Han Fei for a long time, and he has been fascinated by it!

There were a lot of people who stayed up that night, and there were a lot of people fighting in the melee, and more and more people were involved in this matter. The person who really fell asleep was probably only one person involved.

Han Fei was woken up by the alarm clock, yawned and turned over, staring dazedly a little confused about the situation.

"I agreed yesterday, stay with me today!" Yuan Hua yawned with deep dark circles under his eyes, took out two thermos cups from his backpack, and placed them on the table.

"You also said I stayed up late, look at yourself!" Han Fei pointed at Yuan Hua's face, dumbfounded. After washing up, he changed into his normal clothes, drank the "big head baby", and when he looked at Yuan Hua again, he realized that he had slipped into the bed. Snoring in bed!

The third grade is on vacation, and they all have vacations.

Yuan Hua was awakened by the vibration of his mobile phone. He sat up suddenly from the bed, looked at the person sitting beside the bed waiting for him, and jumped in fright: "Oh!"

"Do you look like a student?" Han Fei smiled, looking around at himself, a little shy.It is rare that he is not a white shirt and black trousers, but a white slim T-shirt, indigo radish leg cropped pants, revealing slender white Achilles tendons and round ankles. On his feet are a pair of white sneakers, and the low-waisted boat socks are hidden in the In the shoes, the already fluffy hair was shaved out by him, and the overall hairstyle looked three-dimensional and full.With his backpack by his side, he was clearly ready.

"It's so trendy!" Yuan Hua praised.

"Really? It was a style several years ago. Are carrot legs not popular now?"

"You look good in your clothes, just like a high school student!" This outfit made Han Fei look very young, like a boy who hasn't grown up yet, very cute!Yuan Hua pointed to the black frame on the bridge of his nose with a smile and said, "What is this? Why didn't I know you were short-sighted?"

"It's framed!" Han Fei passed his finger through the frame, pushed it aside, and said with a smile: "This is a sharp weapon for tenderness!"

"Oh, don't learn from Jin Cheng!"

Both remembered how Jin Sung kept pushing his glasses, and laughed together.

Although it was agreed that Han Fei would accompany Yuan Hua, after they actually left the house, Yuan Hua listened to Han Fei's advice, and the two got on the bus and went directly to X University.

X University has a long history and has produced many famous people.The overall style of the campus is simple and unsophisticated. There are only a few vigorous characters on the stone tablet at the gate. It is neither fancy nor inscribed. It is the same as X University itself, giving people a sense of calm and steady.

Han Fei raised his hand, drew the four big characters in the air, and murmured: "I almost came here back then."

"Then why didn't you come here?"

"The Academy of Fine Arts...the Academy of Fine Arts gave me free tuition." Han Fei smiled, took back his hand, put it in his pocket, walked into the campus of X University, and said, "This is a secret, don't tell others!"

With a soft word, Yuan Hua could hear the heaviness behind it.

He smiled and said it was a secret, but he saw tears behind that smile.

He doesn't know why universities can also exempt tuition fees, but he knows that some special people can indeed get special qualifications, which are qualifications that ordinary people can't get by relying on relationships alone.

"..." Yuan Hua grabbed Han Fei's arm and walked with him to the main road of the X University campus, passing through the intricate but self-contained road to freedom in front of the cultural square, and asked: "What happened later? What did you do? How did you go to Jiusi Middle School..."

No matter how he looks at it, Han Fei is not a mere person who can be accepted by Jiusi Middle School, so he shouldn't go to Jiusi Middle School.

Han Fei smiled, refusing to answer the question.

The two walked into the avenue of the campus, passed the simple teaching area, passed through the dense grove next to the playground, passed the lively canteen and the empty cafeteria, and unknowingly they returned to that section of green avenue.

"This is the magnolia fangfei, which is famous all over the country." Han Fei stopped, sat down on a stone bench beside the road, took out a drawing book and a signature pen from his backpack, and spread it out Starting to take pictures on his knees, he said lightly: "Magnolia Fangfei is this tree-lined road. On one side of the road is a century-old magnolia, and on the other side is an empty lawn. It completely violates the traditional beauty of symmetry, but it has an indescribable charm. "

Yuan Hua looked over from Han Fei's point of view, a not-so-spacious oncoming lane, with green, red, and white small tiled sidewalks on both sides, and magnolia branches on the side of the road. It is not a flowering season, and there is not even a bud.On the other side of the road is the entire X Dali, the only intact lawn that has not been damaged by the "Road to Freedom", overgrown with weeds, obviously, no one deliberately takes care of it.

There is no "freedom road", but there is a "free life".

"The most wonderful thing about this road is that it is 24 hours a day throughout the year. If you look at it at any time, you can suddenly realize a different way of life." Han Fei smiled slightly, and said: "It is indeed very unusual."

"..." Yuan Huamu looked at the same "Magnolia Fangfei" with Han Fei in a daze, but he didn't feel that there was any difference, nor did he feel that he had an epiphany or something. He only felt that Han Fei was different today from before, very different .

"Fortunately, there are no holidays now, and there are not many people here." After the preparations were completed, Han Feiwu began to draw by himself, and said, "Go around by yourself."

"No, I'll watch your painting." Yuan Hua insisted on staying.

Since he wasn't bored, Han Fei didn't force him to leave.He thought for a while, black lines appeared on the yellowed paper.The drawing book he was using was small and soft, and it took several sheets of white paper in a short while. Yuan Hua turned around and exposed his back to Han Fei. Focus on.

Han Fei painted on Yuan Hua's back, and for a while, both of them stopped talking quietly.I don't know which page Han Fei turned to, Yuan Hua's stomach growled, and at the same time he burped, his whole body shook, and he took the pen from Han Fei's hand away with a thumping sound.

"Eh..." Yuan Hua stretched his neck, like a turtle that has been suffocated in its shell for a long time.

"It's okay, you can get up." Han Fei put away his pen, unknowingly he drew for more than an hour, he should be tired, Han Fei apologized: "Anyway, there is no water."

Han Fei slowly put the drawing book and the empty signature pen into the backpack, and turned to leave.Yuan Hua followed Han Fei. Seeing him reluctant to leave, he turned his head after walking a few steps. Yuan Hua stopped, and he didn't want to leave. If he wanted to paint, how could he leave!

He pulled Han Fei and said, "Draw it."

"..."

"You draw, I'll find it for you, do you want an easel or a drawing board? Or something else? Tell me what you need, and I'll find it for you..."

"You draw, since you want to draw so much, why do we have to leave?!" Yuan Hua took Han Fei's hand, motioning for him to look at his trembling cold fingers, obviously wanting to draw and convulsing, how could he let him just like this leave!

He clenched his hands tightly, covering them in the palms, warming him, and insisted: "Draw. You paint, and I will do other things. I am willing to do anything. As long as you tell me, I can do something for you."

Chapter 45